Chapter 310

When Nanxi was in school, Shi Jun heard some rumors about her, such as helping some girls at the same level and resisting the hidden rules of unscrupulous businessmen.

At that time, he listened to it as a joke. He thought that some gold owners wanted to hold Nanxi and deliberately set up a good image. No one set up the word seven years ago.

Later, I heard that Nanxi signed a contract with Tianyu. The person who had been taken care of by Nanxi revealed that she had borne all the snack expenses of Nanxi in the past two years.

There is no way to verify the truth of what the person who broke the news said. When the news spreads in a small range, it will be suppressed.

The strange situation further verified the idea in Shi Jun's heart, saying that no matter from Nanxi's appearance or external character, it's not like a person who can bravely stand out for others, let alone a woman who has the heart to make a deal.

Shi Jun is younger than Wang Zhou and Chen Mou Cen. He is just in his early 40s.

Knowing that he lacked the old-fashioned elder's airs carved by years, he put on a ferocious and unreasonable posture to scare Nanxi.

"I tell you, you'd better keep your mouth shut. Don't forget that I've known old Chen longer than you."

Unexpectedly, Nanxi was really frightened. The apricot eyes half cut autumn water were covered with layers of misty rain, and the thick eyelash feathers were weak and flashed a few times.

The pink and tender lips pursed, and the eyes were almost crying.

Shi Jun was in a hurry and thought that he was going to cry. He looked distressed. Chen Mou Cen had to take him as a teacher.

Busy photographed Huang Yi around Nanxi and asked for help: "you prove to me that I didn't beat or scold her."

Huang Yi glanced at the drama essence Xi, who returned to her line of business, and weakly replied to Shi Jun: "I can't prove it. I just saw you staring at her."

Shi Jun said in an irritable "tut" voice, "Alas," you little girls are so fragile. I was just kidding. "

Then he winked at Nanxi and looked like a funny uncle. He danced and said, "don't feel bad. I didn't do anything. Besides, now you hold my handle, but I don't hold yours. If you do this again, you'll cry. I can't teach you anything."

Nanxibei bit her lips and nodded firmly, "well, you have to teach me patiently."

Shi Jun took out his patience to coax his 10-year-old daughter and gently promised, "OK, tell me what you need next time," Dad, and changed the appropriate title: "tell me, don't make me cry."

"HMM." Nanxi broke her tears into a smile, and Tiantian agreed.

In the next few days, Shi Jun deeply and tragically realized that what can a beautiful woman have a bad heart? I just want you to teach her.

"Teacher Shi, do you think I should hold back my tears when I played the wrong play in the morning? Is it better to red my eyes or to choke silently?"

Nanxi took the script and sat beside Shi Jun for advice.

Shi Jun changed the phone to another hand and said to her, "wait a minute, I'll be a little busy. Understand it yourself. Why don't you ask brother Wang or your master? Don't stare at me and waste time alone."

"But I think we are both villains in the play, and you are my real immediate boss, who arranges me to do bad things. My master doesn't agree with the way I understand the performance, but everyone agrees that you play a bad person, so I'm more suitable to ask you more."

Nanxi spoke softly, but her attitude was very firm.

Shi Jun impatiently turned down his eyes, turned to the phone and said, "wife, I'm a little busy at work. Don't worry about the falling of children's math scores. You can't find a private teacher. Now some homework in primary school is outrageous, as if it was arranged purely to complete performance."

"OK, thank you, wife. I love you."

Hang up the phone, take out your smelly face, face Nanxi, droop your eyebrows and ask, "say it, what do you want to ask?"

Nanxi moved the script down to Shijun's eyes and threw out the place she had asked again: "do you think it's better to hold back crying here, red eyes or silent choking?"

Shi Jun glanced at the clip Nanxi pointed to, thought about it, and replied, "I think it's best not to cry, or even show grievances, or show confidence and don't panic. The city government of the villain's first daughter has long trained her courage and face far beyond others. For her, beauty and courage have always been her weapon and trump card, not her weakness."

"Well, thank you for your advice. I'd like to."

Nanxi leaned against the back of the chair and felt the characters analyzed by Shi Jun carefully.

Because the script was temporarily ordered by Zhang Yichen to let Tian Tian and the gold medal screenwriter silently rush out in three months, everyone didn't have a detailed background introduction.

The situation they face is a bit like a reasoning story. Everyone's role setting needs to find clues from other people's stories. More specific details need to be supplemented by Chen Mou Cen and the old actors according to rationality during the shooting process.

If according to Shi Jun's character, Nanxi was indeed tender before.

After experiencing the core elements, turn to the plot to be performed in the evening, and politely look at the other party's inquiry.

"Excuse me, here, she didn't get the complete evidence. When withholding the evidence, I think it's time to twitch a few times through the end of her eyes, and then make a thoughtful expression, so as to show more of her inner entanglement. Finally, she made up her mind not to tell you her role."

After careful analysis, Nanxi photographed the man who was sending a message to help his wife, and asked softly, "what do you think?"

Shi Jun quickly arranged the last few words, put his mobile phone in his pocket, raised his hands and wiped his chin with his two fingers, like an eminent monk.

"Wonderful, wonderful, such a performance is excellent."

Nanxi watched Shijun suspiciously for a few seconds and saw that although his attitude was somewhat perfunctory, he had read the position of the script she pointed out in detail.

The two plays passed smoothly in the evening.

Several old actors who are quite familiar with Chen Mou Cen show their appreciation for Nanxi's intelligence, but Chen Mou Cen's face is still gloomy.

At the end of the day's shooting, Nanxi came to the room where Chen moucen and sun Hongguang lived as usual. Supervise Chen Mou Cen to soak his feet on time and assist him in acupoint massage.

Sun Hongguang sat next to him and found a bucket early to soak with Chen Mou Cen.

Leisurely watching TV, glancing at the two people around him, pretending to eat and say, "Xiao Nan is so filial. When you massage your master, help me find acupoints."

Nanxi answered: "OK, old sun."

A hard refusal followed. Chen Mou Cen raised his longevity eyebrow and shouted, "go, you're not seriously ill. What acupoints have you been looking for for for many years."

Sun Hongguang was not angry. He narrowed his eyes and joked: "just look for it from a distance without massaging me. Look at how you protect your children."

Chen Mou Cen grabbed the script at hand and threw it at Sun Hongguang. It was accurate, but Sun Hongguang had been with Chen Mou Cen for many years and had honed his reaction ability higher than that of ordinary old people.

He bowed his head and said proudly, "ah, I can't hit you. I'm so angry with old man Chen."

Shaking his head to show off, a new book flew to his back and centered on the most swinging waist.

Sun Hongguang shouted, "it hurts." he sat up straight with one hand over his waist and looked at Nanxi with a red face.

Nanxi immediately made a sensible statement: "you two have an early rest. I'll go back to bed."

"Go."

With permission, Nanxi turned and walked to the door. Behind him came sun Hongguang's depressed application.

"In the future, you should pay attention in front of the younger generation. Don't just look dignified. Who doesn't know you stick Xiaonan. Don't let people say that you lose something and hit people. Do you think such an image is good?"

"Shut up, you're noisy. Go to bed."

"I see. Pay attention in the future."

Nanxi secretly opened the door, walked out and closed it with light hands and feet, and was happy that Master Sun Hongguang, who had a good temper, could accompany him in his old age.

The next day, after breakfast, Nanxi sat in front of the makeup mirror.

Huang Yi and Amy stood on each side and yawned in turn.

Amy played her good potential to aggravate the bad atmosphere and sang hypnotic songs.

"The gentle moonlight gently sprinkles in and shines on my baby in bed. The star moon gently says to you, baby, go to sleep."

Huang Yi's mind was so mushy that she couldn't open her eyes. But when Nanxi finished her makeup, she had to accompany her to the crew, so she raised her voice and roared, "Oh, my God."

Successfully suppress Amy's magic sound, busy looking for the topic of awakening God, and strive to overcome the hypnotic divine music.

Starting from the lucky point: "Xi Xi, I don't have your play to shoot in the morning. If you go too early, it will be annoying."

So far, it has been found that Shi Jun is a little hiding from Nanxi.

Nanxi replied indifferently, "it doesn't matter. It's good for me to watch the elders filming quietly."

Huang Yi wants to cry and knead the baby fat that hasn't subsided for more than 20 years. She wants to ask: can I sleep in the hotel?

At the thought of the professional style of other agents, he gave up his lazy application and tried to lobby: "the key is old Chen's temper. He will be angry when he always sees irrelevant people waiting around to make trouble." try to let Nanxi stay in the hotel to make up for sleep together.

Nanxi pondered and recognized the sound of "um".

Huang Yi thought she had moved her little ancestors. Just about to shout long live for everyone, Nan Xi said seriously: "then I'd better stay away a little."

Huang Yi couldn't pretend, and her face looked sad.

Standing with sour legs, he simply gave up his image, squatted next to Nanxi, shook his small fist and helped Nanxi massage and beat his legs.

"Xi Xi, why did you go there so early? It's not pleasant, and there's a risk of making your master angry."

Huang Yi really doesn't understand. In her opinion, it's best to have dinner at noon and avoid the hottest time. Anyway, Nanxi's play today is scheduled in the evening.

Nanxi smiled and said, "it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to learn from the first-class actors in the film and television industry. I want to cherish it and break through my acting skills."

Hongyuan's goal suddenly stopped Huang Yi's many complaints and replied, "OK, I'll accompany you."

"Well, it's hard for Huang Ma." Nan Xi looked at Huang Yi full of depression through the mirror.

Huang Yi held up her head and replied with a simple smile: "it's not bitter."

Help Nanxi pack up. Huang Yi carries her backpack and they go out of the hotel with the bodyguard.

The bodyguard drove them to the shooting site, sat down in a secret corner, put on sunglasses and looked at every move of Nanxi.

Nanxi quietly watched the performance of each old opera bone, wrote and drew in preparation for forgetting her book, and recorded some symbols that only she could understand.

When Shijun's play in the morning is over, Nanxi gives Huang Yi a look.

Huang Yi immediately put on the chair with ice mat and mineral water and approached each other.

Shi Jun was at ease a few days ago. Today, seeing this posture, he turned around and walked out of the rest shed and fled. The so-called "no merit without reward", he could not bear Nanxi's persistent advice, and almost drained his rest time.

"Xi Xi, what should I do?" Huang Yi asked eagerly.

Nanxi sat on the chair with her exclusive ice cushion and said slowly, "it's okay, it's not urgent."

"Ah?" Huang Yi sat beside Nanxi in wonder.

After waiting with Nanxi for more than ten minutes, Shi Jun walked in again with a hypocritical smile on his face. Without being greeted, sit in the chair prepared by Huang Yi.

"Is there any iced water? It's too hot near noon." he asked for it.

Huang Yi looked at Nanxi, got a nod, took out a bottle of new chilled water from the incubator and handed it to her.

Shi Jun twisted the boiled water, looked up and drank a few mouthfuls, looking back at Shang Nanxi's looking forward eyes.

Licking the cold water left on his mouth, he compromised and said, "say good in advance. Only three questions are allowed in the morning. If you can get watermelon in the afternoon, you can add five more."

"OK, can I ask now?" Nanxi agreed.

Shi Jun responded well, and they entered the process of discussion. Just after two plays, Shi Jun's mobile phone rang.

Point to the flashing screen for Nanxi, get up and go to the other side of the rest shed to connect the phone.

"Hey, wife, I'm listening, you say."

Nanxi held her cheeks in her hands and waited for another half an hour. She didn't see each other coming back.

"Xi Xi, he seems to be cheating on our water and services." Huang Yi doesn't want to maliciously guess others, but the fact is so obvious.

Shi Jun answered the phone early, but he sat not far away and just didn't want to come over.

If Nanxi goes to find him, it will certainly disturb Chen Mou Cen and others. With Chen Mou Cen's uncertain personality, Huang Yi could not predict that he would praise his little ancestor: "diligent and studious.". They would still scold their little ancestors: "why did you do it early? It's only when you hold your shit on your anus that you think of pulling."

Huang Yi didn't spread rumors. The ugly words came from Chen moucen, the chief director. He just scolded an old actor this morning. Only because the old actors forgot to take specific props for many times, they said they would put them in an obvious place in advance in the future.

"It doesn't matter. He has to teach sooner or later." Nanxi doesn't care and gently sucks the iced mineral water.

Huang Yi warned herself to have confidence in her little ancestor and endured it until it was her turn to shoot the little ancestor's play after dinner.

Chen Mou and Cen asked to shoot the two new plays together.

After Nanxi's vivid performance, people's unspeakable expressions came in exchange for her too "vivid" expression.

Chen moucen rolled up the script, knocked Nanxi's head three times, and asked, "I just made progress yesterday. How did I return to my mother today?"

Nanxi was wronged, pursed her lips, secretly glanced and stood by to watch the lively Shi Jun.

Shi Jun let his sad eyes look at him, and the whole man was like a great enemy. He hurriedly explained, "what do you think I do? It has nothing to do with me. I haven't played with you in these two paragraphs, let alone instructed you."

"Not you?" Chen Mou Cen turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"Of course," no!

Before Shi Jun finished, Nanxi's flexible voice came to his ear: "master, if someone doesn't even memorize half of the script, will you allow him a few days to memorize it?"

"Half!" Chen Mou Cen shouted angrily and scolded, "this kind of person should go away as soon as possible. He is not worthy to be an actor! The threshold of today's film and television industry is too low. Even reciting the script and being present on time can become advantages."